After being married off by my younger sister, I took care of the sickly prince

Jiang Zhu had always been paying attention to her sweetheart Fu Jingchuan. After seeing this scene, any good feelings she had for Lan Wushuang disappeared, and she even secretly hated her in her heart.

After Hong Yan and Lu Yan sat down, they just smiled at the people opposite them as a greeting.

Fu Yunhuan saw Jiang Zhu sitting opposite him, and a trace of joy welled up in his heart. He showed Jiang Zhu a warm smile, and Jiang Zhu was quite satisfied with this little follower of Fu Jingchuan, so he smiled back.

After Fu Ming saw that everyone had taken their seats, he slowly spoke: "My dear ministers, please stand up and take your seats!"

Upon hearing this, everyone stood up and returned to their seats and sat back down.

Fu Ming said loudly, "Today is the first day that several immortals from the Qingyun Sect have come to Qifeng Country. I have specially set up a welcoming banquet for them! I hope they can eat and drink well today!"

As he spoke, he raised his glass and said to Qin Tan, "Grand Elder, please~"

Qin Tan also raised his glass and clinked it with Fu Ming's. "Your Majesty, please~"

They both drank the wine in their glasses.

Then Fu Ming raised his glass and said to the people in the palace, "It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. Let us all toast to the immortals together!"

Everyone raised their glasses to Qin Tan and drank it all in one gulp.

At this point, the banquet in the hall officially began.

Fu Ming winked at Jinzhong, who immediately shouted, "Call the Music Bureau into the palace!"

Jinzhong's words had just fallen.

Then women with graceful figures came in one after another.

They each had their own role, some played the flute, some played the piano, some played the pipa, and a few danced.

The atmosphere in the Hall of Mental Cultivation suddenly became joyful.

Everyone was listening to music, watching dances, and toasting each other, so happy!

The song is over.

Qin Tan put down the wine glass in his hand and said to Jin Zhong, "Let these Le Ji leave."

Jinzhong bowed his body but looked at Fu Ming. After seeing Fu Ming nod, he made a gesture to the people in the Music Bureau below to retreat.

Upon seeing this, everyone in the Music Bureau quickly packed up their things, bowed, and silently left the palace.

The sudden silence made everyone look up at the main seat.

Qin Tan pointed at Lu Yan and said, "Yan'er, come and dance for us. Let the rulers and ministers of Qifeng Nation see the best dancing moves of our Qingyun Sect!"

Lu Yan immediately stood up, walked to the center of the hall, bowed obediently, and said, "Yes, disciple, I will obey your command."

Seeing this, Hong Yan also stood up, walked forward, bowed and said, "Grand Elder, I am here to accompany my junior sister."

Qin Tan nodded indifferently.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the flickering candlelight makes the magnificent hall appear even more solemn and mysterious.

The screen inside the hall is painted with a landscape scroll, which seems to blend into the night scene, adding a touch of poetry to the upcoming performance.

Lu Yan, wearing a light pink gauze dance dress, stood in the center of the hall like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Her senior brother Hong Yan stood quietly to the side, holding a bamboo flute horizontally in his hand, ready to use his music to inject soul into his junior sister's dance.

As Hong Yan gently blew the first note, the clear and melodious flute sound echoed in the Yangxin Palace.

The sound of the flute is like the gurgling water flowing through the valley, or like the spring breeze blowing through the treetops. Every note is like a carefully crafted work of art, forming a unique harmony with the solemnity of the court.

Lu Yan danced gracefully, her light figure like an elf chasing musical notes, drawing beautiful arcs in the air.

Her dancing moves matched the sound of her senior brother's flute, sometimes like colorful butterflies playing in the flowers, sometimes like flowing clouds floating in the sky; her arms were soft as if they had no bones, and every wave seemed to be depicting an invisible poem.

Everyone held their breath, captivated by the tacit understanding between the two senior and junior brothers. Their eyes followed Lu Yan's movements, their ears capturing every subtle change in Hong Yan's notes. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the world was filled with only the beautiful melody and the exquisite dance moves.

As the flute music reached a crescendo, Lu Yan's movements quickened, her skirt fluttering as she twirled and leaped, like a blooming pink flower swaying in the wind. Hong Ling's flute became even more passionate, each high note cheering her on, imbuing her dance with even greater power and emotion.

Gradually, the music and dance slowed down, and Hong Ling's flute became softer, like twinkling stars in the night sky, adding a touch of tranquility to this beautiful evening. Lu Yan also slowly stopped dancing to this soothing melody, and finally ended the performance with a graceful turn.

The music ended, but the crowd lingered. Warm applause and admiration rang out in the Yangxin Palace, yet the hearts seemed still immersed in that wonderful moment, unwilling to wake up. Hong Yan put down his flute, his eyes filled with admiration for his junior sister, while Lu Yan lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed. Her expression was both shy and charming, unforgettable.

Qin Tan, who was sitting in the main seat, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, that faint smile was like a spring breeze, and a strange light flashed in his deep eyes.

Hong Yan strode back to his seat and sat down again, while Lu Yan left the palace silently like a light feather, leaving only a faint fragrance lingering in the air.

In the hall, almost all the men's eyes unconsciously followed Lu Yan's graceful figure until she disappeared from their sight.

Even Fu Jingchuan's eyes were no exception.

Jiang Zhu witnessed this scene and felt mixed emotions. She unconsciously increased the strength in her hands and held the chopsticks tightly.

With a crisp "click" sound, the chopsticks in her hand were broken into two pieces by her.

This subtle sound did not attract much attention in the bustling hall, but Jiang Yun, who was sitting not far away, heard it clearly.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Jiang Yun's eyes, and she seemed to remember something.

During Lu Yan's stunning dance, she finally remembered Lu Yan's identity. More accurately, she pieced together bits and pieces of Lu Yan's memories from her original life.

Lu Yan, the demonic woman who, in her previous life, was imprisoned in the Frigid Hell for violating the sect's forbidden rules within the Qingyun Sect. Once a gifted disciple, she was imprisoned in the Frigid Hell for harming fellow disciples during training, even killing Senior Sister Lan Wushuang. However, no one could have imagined that she would break free from the Frigid Hell, single-handedly ascending the main peak, threatening to avenge Senior Sister Lan Wushuang. Though she ultimately failed to kill anyone on the peak and was instead imprisoned in its dungeon, her name became known throughout the Qingyun Sect.

What was circulated was her notoriety of cruelly killing her fellow disciples and being unrepentant; and the absurd legend that she attempted to murder the elders and usurp the position of the sect leader.